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Wednesday, March 4, 2015

Birthday Post, Late

I was born
in the hiccup of time between February and March in a year with an extra day.It’s a day that many don’t understand, and
leads to some confusion as to when to celebrate my birthday in the 3 years in
between when there is no 29th of February.I think the extra day occurs because the
ancient folks who made the calendar we all go by couldn’t figure out another
way to keep time and the seasons going along regularly.I think it’s complicated and if I were more
energetic I’d look it up and impart that wisdom to you but alas!I am not going to do that.Let’s just say they had a reason and leave it
at that.Getting back to when I
celebrate, my mother always said that I was born the last day of February and I
think that makes sense so I celebrate on whichever day is the last one of
February.Some people celebrate on March
1st reasoning that I wasn’t born on February 28th which I
know but really it makes no sense to me to wait for the first day of March.If, however, someone wants to wish me a happy
day and give me cake or a gift on March 1st I will graciously
accept!

My brain
works differently than many other people’s brain.It’s nice to be unique, but it does lead to
some frustrations in dealing with others on a daily basis.For instance, if I am giving someone
directions to a place I will always give landmarks for them to look for along
the way because that is what I look for when going someplace either new or that
I don’t go very often.When I am on the receiving
end of directions I frequently am frustrated because generally I get only a
couple street names, some mileage, and second left, third right, or something
like that with no landmarks.It leads to
confusion and frustration for both of us.At work the different way I think tends to lead to my coworkers trying
to help me but actually making things more difficult.I know it looks like I need help but in my mind
all is organized so that I can get through my tasks quickly.It’s nice that they want to help me so I try
not to let my frustration make me cranky. Oh the perils of thinking
differently!

I don’t
know for certain that being a “leap baby” makes my brain work in a unique way,
but I like to think it does.Having an unusual
day of birth makes for a good conversation starter, even if it does lend an air
of confusion as to when to celebrate it!